I have never known recovery to be like this, simply out of my control. On Friday I figured it was time to start running. After five of the ugliest and slowest miles I can ever remember, I went straight to bed for 10 hours. Nine days to Eroica and my nausea was debilitatiing. Nausea, fatigue and weakness kept me in bed for the weekend. I figured I would have to throw in the towel on the Eroica ride unless I caught up to my goal of riding 30 miles by April 4th. So that is what I did today.
Because I am nauseous and miserable no matter what I do, riding a bike just means I am nauseous while riding a bike.
I have had a minor complication with a viral infection, hopefully being managed, but it affects my blood counts and hinders my recovery. And makes me feel like yuck. And it is all "normal". Being healthy enough for this weekend will be a challenge.